I remember writing this poem in Nigeria in 2020. I enjoyed exploring the theme of nature and how it brings me a sense of freedom. The fresh air and lack of pollution and human disturbance allow for deep self-reflection. I miss home, but I believe that home can be found anywhere. This poem, with slight edits, reminds us of the beauty of nature.

Mother Nature

I stand to listen to sounds of water,
Where birds fly above the green shroud
And small fish glide in the naive current
When the waterfall sing a proud song

Mother Nature wash her garments on rocks,
Happy girls and boys wash theirs alongside
Pigeons, egrets, partridges and wild ducks
All swim or wade through the calm water

Sounds of water bring to me a merry feeling,
Blue and grey clouds may stay to listen to it
And for the villagers, it’s a comforting song
Proudly written and sung by Nature herself

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